How can you become a star without money?

Chapter 195 Beauty and poverty are sins

"Huh? They're out."

Wang Yao heard some commotion at the entrance of the club and saw Qin Lan come out. However, she seemed to have drunk too much, and Xin Zhilei and Xu Lu were supporting her.

Wang Yao and Fu Huan got out of the car to help.

Naza and Dilraba stayed in the car and exchanged a silent glance.

“What’s the point of being a star if you don’t have money? That’s what my brother told me before.” Naza sighed, finally remembering the dismissive remark she had made when they first met.

The thought of the women at the dinner party, their fawning and compromises to the investors, and the malicious laughter of Feng Xiaopao and his irate companions, filled her with nausea.

"Money." Reba hesitated, then sighed softly.

"I'm not drunk, you don't need to help me. Look, I can still walk in a straight line."

As soon as Wang Yao arrived at the door, he heard Qin Lan's loud, incoherent voice and could smell the strong stench of alcohol from at least five steps away.

"How much did they drink?" Fu Rui exclaimed in surprise.

"Xiao Fu, you've hit the nail on the head. You know my drinking capacity. I was exceptionally good today and completely knocked that bastard out of the water." Qin Lan grinned sheepishly and held up two fingers, her words slightly slurred.

"Two taels?" Fu Huan was taken aback.

"Two bottles!" Qin Lan grinned, looked up at Wang Yao, and reached out to touch his abdomen. "Wow, Mr. Wang really has abs!"

Upon seeing this, Fu Huan's expression changed. He quickly rushed over and hugged Qin Lan, covering her mouth to prevent her from blurting out any private secrets, which would be embarrassing. "Thank you for your help, Mr. Wang, please open the car door for me."

"I should be able to carry her," Wang Yao smiled.

"No need, no need, I'm too heavy when I'm drunk. Um, beautiful lady, could you find me a truck?" Fu Fu looked at Xin Zhilei.

"The kind that pulls beer crates?" Xin Zhilei was taken aback.

“That’s right.” Fu Huan nodded.

"No, I just drank baijiu, so I can't drink beer. Xiao Xin, just get me some baijiu." Qin Lan mumbled in her sleep.

Wang Yao didn't interfere much, watching as Fu Rui, Xin Zhilei, and Xu Lu, along with the three of them, coaxed and dragged Qin Lan onto the cargo cart and pushed her onto it.

"Whoa, speed up!" Qin Lan cried out.

"Her drinking skills are so-so, Mr. Wang, please excuse her." Fu Huan began to feel embarrassed for Qin Lan.

And she still wants to maintain a mature and sophisticated image in front of Wang Yao?
"It's normal. They're probably under a lot of pressure and need to release it." Wang Yao smiled, opened the car for them, and watched as they hurriedly shoved Qin Lan into the back seat.

But Qin Lan became even more excited after getting into the car.

"Well, why don't I stay in the back seat with her? It's hard for you to drive like this, you'll get distracted easily," Xin Zhilei said with a worried frown.

“Or I can drive and you can take care of things from behind,” Wang Yao said with a smile.

"No, no, no, we've already troubled Mr. Wang enough today." Fu Huan quickly waved his hand, who knew what other shocking things Qin Lan would do along the way.

"He's climbed out!" Just as they were discussing how to safely deal with the drunkard, Xu Lu suddenly exclaimed.

Then everyone noticed that when they weren't paying attention, Qin Lan opened the car door from the other side and crawled towards the green belt next to the hotel like a zombie, saying as she crawled, "Don't worry about me, I'm going to throw up first, so I don't have to wait to throw up in the car."

"Tsk, looks like he's still quite sober." Wang Yao chuckled.

Xu Lu quickly went over to help her up, and a moment later, the sound of vomiting could be heard.

"How much did you drink?" Fu Huan asked, covering his nose and frowning.

"Um, when I went up there, Director Lu was already asleep. Sister Qin Lan's alcohol tolerance is really good," Xin Zhilei said with an embarrassed smile.

"I'll go get a few bottles of water," Wang Yao said with a smile, and went back to the car to get a few bottles of water.

When they returned, they found Qin Lan embracing Xin Zhilei and Xu Lu on either side, wailing and crying loudly.

Fu Huan stood with his arms crossed, expressionless, watching his sisters act crazy while drunk.

“Crying takes a lot of energy. You’ll fall asleep soon after you’re tired.” Seeing Wang Yao’s puzzled expression, Fu Ru took the water and explained.

"You're crying so hard, don't you want to comfort you?" Wang Yao said with a smile.

"It's a pity I didn't bring a DV camera, otherwise I would have recorded it for her," Fu Rui said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Wang Yao raised an eyebrow and glanced at Fu Rui.

You didn't let her off the hook either.

It's quite obvious that Qin Lan's outburst likely indicates a falling out with Lu Chuan. After all, they had been together for several years, so it must have been quite painful for her; otherwise, she wouldn't have cried so bitterly.

"How about we do something? Although this place is a bit remote, we can't guarantee there won't be paparazzi and reporters around." Wang Yao looked around.

Fu Huan also looked over and found that Qin Lan's wailing had indeed attracted the attention of many club employees. After hesitating for a moment, he walked over and spoke.

"I'm not fragile~ Besides, what kind of injury is that~~ Anyway, that's just how love is~~"

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Wang Yao, Xin Zhilei, and Xu Lu all looked at Fu Rui with puzzled expressions.

Faced with the choice between comforting his friend and helping him up, Fu Ru chose to add background music that made his friend even more heartbroken.

As expected of a veteran actor, he has a great grasp of the atmosphere and rhythm on set.

"What is this?" Wang Yao chuckled.

"If paparazzi take pictures, we can say we're recording a new music video," Fu Rui laughed.

"Impressive, Sister Ru, would you like to consider becoming my PR and Operations Director?" Wang Yao joked.

Fu Fu's mental state reminded him of Kapibala, who was very suitable for handling crisis public relations.

"Huh? Is Mr. Wang serious?" Fu Huan turned her head and forgot that her best friend was still crying because of a breakup. Her eyes were full of curiosity about the new job.

“Of course,” Wang Yao said with a smile.

However, perhaps Fu Rui's background music was indeed effective, because Qin Lan stopped crying and leaned on Xu Lu's thin shoulder.

Fu Ru went over and checked her breathing, then pinched her mouth and poured water into her mouth. His technique was skillful, and it was clear that this wasn't the first time.

Qin Lan choked and spat out all the vomit in her mouth. Finally, with Wang Yao's help, she was carried to the car.

However, Xu Lu was too close and Qin Lan had been holding her for a while, so she was covered in vomit. Moreover, she was probably infected by Qin Lan's sadness and empathized with her, as her eyes were red and she looked pitiful with tears in her eyes.

“Miss Xu, you’re soaked. The evening breeze is chilly and you could easily catch a cold. Where are you going? Let me take you there first,” Wang Yao said, seeing that she had been waiting for almost half an hour without anyone coming to pick her up.

"Oh? No need to trouble yourself, my agent will be picking me up soon." Xu Lu sobbed and quickly waved her hand. Right now, Wang Yao was more terrifying to her than anyone else at the dinner party today.

"Xu Lu, come with me to take Sister Lan home. I doubt Sister Fu will be able to handle her when she gets home," Xin Zhilei said, pulling Xu Lu into the car.

"Thank you so much, Mr. Wang. We'll come to thank you again tomorrow after that woman sobers up." Fu Rong said goodbye and drove away.
Wang Yao raised an eyebrow slightly upon seeing this, glanced at the crowd gathered at the entrance of the clubhouse, and returned to his RV.

"Is Reba going back to the hotel?" Wang Yao asked.

“She came back to the dorm with us,” Naza whispered.

Wang Yao nodded to his bodyguard, Xiao Yan, to drive, and then turned on his laptop to handle some work.

The car drove smoothly back to the dormitory. Naza quietly approached Wang Yao, took his arm, and placed her phone in front of him. On it was a text message that she had edited but had not yet sent.

'Brother, I promise I won't cause you any more trouble in the future.'

Wang Yao smiled gently, patted her head, and sighed inwardly.

Being beautiful but poor is a sin.

How can it be considered troublesome?

Hangovers are extremely painful.

Qin Lan was awakened by the pain emanating from her body. The bruises and pain in her arms and legs felt like being pricked by needles, causing her to let out a soft groan.

"Alright? Have some hangover soup." Fu Huan's teasing voice rang out from above.

Qin Lan struggled to open her heavy, swollen eyelids. "Was I beaten yesterday?"

She startled herself when she opened her mouth.

Her voice was so hoarse and it sounded awful; her throat was burning with pain.

“You fell off the car like a zombie, and you have scrapes all over your body, but they’re all minor.” Fu Xiang used a soup spoon to feed Qin Lan the unpleasant hangover soup.

"Ugh." Qin Lan gagged.

"Don't vomit on me, Xu Lu was already disgusted by your vomit yesterday," Fu Rui chuckled.

"I only remember getting Lu Chuan drunk, and I don't remember anything after that," Qin Lan said in a pained voice.

Fu Rui vividly recounted her behavior from yesterday, omitting the part where he provided background music for her.

Qin Lan covered her face after hearing this, "How could I be so embarrassing? Couldn't you have stopped me?!"

“Xin Zhilei and Xu Lu tried to stop you, but they couldn’t. Your crying sounded like you were dead,” Fu Rui sighed.

"How am I supposed to hold my head up in front of them now?" Qin Lan said helplessly.

"It's not just them; you should think about how to salvage your image in front of Wang Yao," Fu Ru said with a smile.

"Damn it, I'm quitting drinking." Qin Lan sighed.

"Take a break, get up and take a shower, it's all spoiled. Then go find President Wang to thank him in person later," Fu Rui said.

"No, I can't go. How can I face anyone looking like this?" Qin Lan wailed.

“Then I’ll take Xin Zhilei with me. Little Xin has decided to sign with Tianhuo,” Fu Rui said with a smile.

"Huh? Tianhuo can only start as a model," Qin Lan said.

"Anyway, she's also working part-time as a model and hostess now. I heard Xu Lu recount what happened at the dinner party yesterday, which at least proves that Wang Yao isn't a boss who would let his artists suffer losses," Fu Rui said with a smile.

"Then what are you going to do?" Qin Lan grasped the key point.

She wasn't familiar with Xin Zhilei or Wang Yao, so why would she go out of her way to join in the fun?
“President Wang invited me to work in public relations operations. I’m going to inquire about the compensation.” Fu Huan winked.

"Wait a minute, I'll go too." Qin Lan endured the excruciating pain and got up.

She sensed the stench of gossip.

Having just broken up with my boyfriend and lost my job, I need to find something to distract myself.

When the three arrived at Wang Yao's office, it was almost dinnertime, and Nazha was there to greet them.

"Sisters, please wait a moment. Mr. Wang hasn't finished his meeting yet." Naza seemed to be in good spirits today, as if she had recovered quickly from yesterday's fright.

All three knew that Nazha and Wang Yao had a close relationship, so they paid more attention to her. During their chat, they learned that Xin Zhilei was the second wave of people who wanted to join Tianhuo today.

Yesterday, at the dinner party for "The Banquet," Zhang Xinyuan and the Jin Meiling/Jin Qingling sisters arrived early in the morning for an audition, and Xu Lu was also brought by her agent to thank them in person.

Zhang Xinyuan was already considered an internet celebrity with a fan base on Douban/Hu. Although the twin sisters had average looks and resumes, they were rare, so they were both successfully signed.

Qin Lan burst out laughing upon hearing this.

Most of the eight finalists for "The King's Banquet" were chosen by Wang Yao.

I never expected that "The Last Supper" would end up with Wang Yao as the king.

Lu Chuan and Xing Mei have really done a great favor for someone else.

“If you sign here, Lu Chuan will have truly lost both his wife and his army,” Fu Huan joked.

“It’ll definitely make the gossip headlines several times,” Xin Zhilei said with a smile.

"He's unkind, so I can't be unjust. But if he really takes my leading role, I won't mind making him wear a few more hats." Qin Lan was already swollen and haggard, so she wore sunglasses and a mask, covering herself up completely.

But the women could already sense the chill in those words.

Sure enough, even a virtuous and understanding wife like Qin Lan can bite when pushed to the limit.

"If Sister Lan doesn't have a management company, she can come to our company. At least the resources are all fairly competitive, and she doesn't have to worry about what investors think. By the way, if she's willing to invest herself, she can also be an investor," Nazha also tried to recruit.

"I'll think about it later," Qin Lan said hesitantly.

Wang Yao's meeting lasted until dinner, and in the end, he conducted an impromptu interview for Xin Zhilei and Fu Rui at the dinner table.

"Sister Lan looks pretty badly injured. Should we go to the hospital to check if there will be any scars?" After finishing their business, Wang Yao looked Qin Lan up and down.

"It's nothing, thank you for your concern, Mr. Wang. I drank too much yesterday, so please forgive me if I made any mistakes," Qin Lan said with an embarrassed smile.

"I just touched it, nothing offensive." Wang Yao waved his hand with a smile. "A top-tier Korean medical aesthetic institution is about to open next to our company. If you're worried about scarring, you can come and take a look."

As Ms. Overseas Edition's influence in Korea grew, Wang Yao's collaborations with Lee Boo-jung increased. Knowing that Wang Yao's company now had hundreds of models and artists, she planned to open the medical aesthetics institution that she had collaborated with Deng Wendi on. Wang Yao would contribute property as equity, and all of the company's plastic surgery and medical aesthetics projects would be handled internally in the future.

"Oh? No problem. I'll definitely bring my friends to support Mr. Wang's business. My friends are always running off to Korea." Qin Lan paused for a moment, then realized she had been presumptuous and that the other party was just promoting his business, and chuckled awkwardly.

Men, the reality is truly disheartening!

(End of this chapter)